
Here he is at about 4 months old in his blessing outfit. Back then we thought he'd keep his grey-blue eyes (Rich's eye color). His eyes didn't turn brown until he was over a year old! This is also proof that I can make chubby babies:)

After I graduated from BYU, I worked there full time. My kind boss let me bring him to work with me. Here we are in my office. This boy was spoiled by all the professors and staff in my department.

Here's a recent photo of him.

He's SO into Santa and Christmas this year. He totally believes. He constantly talks about whether he's on the nice list or naughty list. In case you're wondering, Macie absolutely refused to sit on Santa's lap. She's on the naughty list:)

Here he is on the morning of his 6th birthday. I gave him a donut "cake". He loves donuts and always asks for them when we pass the donut shop.

As most of you know, my kids all have some crazy daredevil climbing gene. This is Ryan at 11 months old climbing in our closet. He had probably started doing this a month earlier. We kept trying to discourage him from climbing and finally just let him do it and figured we might as well take a picture. This was the start to a long climbing career which continues to this day.

Here he is at 14 months old when he was hospitalized for a week with Rotavirus and a Clostridium difficile infection. As you can see, he was already a determined little boy who refused to let go of his balloon even when asleep and with a splint and IV strapped to his arm. This was one of the most stressful and emotional weeks of our lives. I still get teary eyed when I look at the pictures.

He lost a lot of weight during this time. He was put on a strict, extremely high calorie diet. He ate a lot of Haagan Daz:)

Here he is a few months later at Cuesta Park. Look at how nicely I used to dress him! Gap shirt. . .K Swiss shoes. . .oh how time and budgets have changed:)

Look at the goose egg on this boy's head! He crawled at 6 months and cruised at 6 1/2 months and walked at 11 months. I'm not exaggerating when I say that he never sat down. He never sat on our laps, never sat on the floor, never. 100% Go. And he got plenty of ouchies along the way.

Obviously, these pictures aren't in order. He had a bad case of jaundice when he was born and so they sent home a little tanning booth and these silly eye covers. He really loved the tanning booth.

Here he is the day he was born. I can't believe how our lives have changed. He's loving, bright, compassionate, social, confident, funny and an all around good kid. I love, love, love that he'll still climb on my lap to cuddle and chat and tell me how much he loves me and that I'm a genius and how he will never get married because he doesn't want to leave me or Rich. There's a little part of me that wants that, too.






































